Chapter 140

Whitney felt a wave of warmth wash over her. “Aren’t you due for a meeting soon?”

“Yeah, sorry I can’t join you to pick him up, but I can arrange for the finest lunch.”

Then he grabbed a folder from his desk, striding past her. As he did, he gave her waist a gentle squeeze. He straightened his tie and headed towards the conference room. “See you at noon.”

With a small smile, Whitney quickly returned to her office to change and grabbed her car keys, determined to drive to Banyan City International Airport herself.

At the entrance of the conference room, Felix suddenly approached Ludwik. “Mr. Lippert, there’s some crucial information you need to know.”

Ludwik stepped aside with him.

Felix whispered, “Mr. Lippert, it seems Orion Lippert is coming back today. Not a peep from anyone, and the Lipperts haven’t stirred.

“Is this news reliable?” Ludwik’s expression turned icy.

Felix hesitated, “Not certain yet.”

“Find out. Keep a close eye on him!”

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Felix understood the gravity when he saw the frost in Ludwik’s eyes. After severing ties with the Bartels and now openly defying his father, Ludwik was in a high–stakes game. Orion’s return was not good news. Mrs. Lippert and her son, Orion, had been coveting the Imperial Gem Corporation.

It was a quarter past twelve. Whitney waited at the airport, holding up a sign. It had been ten years, and her memories of her uncle’s face were hazy.

From the back of the crowd, a thin man in a wheelchair caught her eye.

In that moment, Whitney’s breath caught.

She recognized her uncle’s face! But his left side was obscured by hair, and why was he in a wheelchair?

Her eyes flickered with shock as she called out, “Uncle!”

blue suit was speaking with him. As they split up, that man’s profile caught Whitney’s eye, a rogue charm to his young face. He threw a glance in her way as he got into a

was this man?

her uncle was already being wheeled

her uncle’s wheelchair, she saw the left side of his face marred by horrific scars and her heart lurched. Her throat felt leaden as tears welled up in her eyes, “Uncle,

hand resting over the blanket that covered his missing legs.

fell from Whitney’s

right here, isn’t he?” Keegan grasped her hand tightly. “Let’s not make a scene here. Let’s get in the

her nose and quickly opened her car door.

helped into the car by his assistant,

in the back alongside her uncle, Whitney saw his gaze drop to the

furrowed with a surprised smile. Whitney, we didn’t to talk much expecting?

herself and nodded shyly. “Uncle, 1 haven’t had the chance

phone. Are

grown up. It’s natural to start a family,

would be happy knowing this.

identity. “Uncle, I’m taking you to meet him. He’s the CEO of a real estate firm. I really like him, and I

he was a CEO, Keegan

blessing, Whitney’s spirits lifted, and she quickly

address: Banyan

the opulent yet discreet restaurant. Upon reaching the private room on the second floor by the window, a towering figure awaited. Dressed in a sleek black suit

entirely

as she wheeled her uncle over to Ludwik, standing beside him. With a smile, she introduced, “L,

husband,” she added, her voice laced with

moment, Whitney felt

tighten on the armrest, his scarred face paling under

and the scars on his face, paused momentarily. His eyes fickered before resuming his composure. He extended his hand graciously. “Mr. Tennyson, nice

out his hand in

bent down to her uncle, “Uncle,

her uncle’s recent

voice strained as if

hand, a man accustomed to the ebb and flow of the business world,

pushed Keegan inside, Whitney saw her uncle’s

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